The Ongoing Concept
- "Class of Twenty-Ten"
I do know if you hear this song you're going to call me up and say, "Michael, what's wrong? Is everything okay?" and I'm gonna tell you this: "No! It's not okay! 'Cause for the past four years you haven't said a single thing. Yes, something's wrong! One-sided friendships only last for so long."
Octaves
- "Tax Break"
Yet, they wonder why their kids get stoned, and eat each other out of house and home, when they full-well know that the home is where the heart is. But pay no mind to proverbs, kids - a brief course in bio shows that the heart is where the tit is, and a thorough inventory will reveal that home is only where your junk is.
Pig Destroyer
- "Natasha"
I smelled honeysuckle and opium - two of her signature scents. I pulled aside all the thistles and vines, and mesmerized, I made my descent. As I crawl further inside, the light slowly dies, and the dirt begins to feel like her skin. I tremble as I drag my fingers down the walls, caressing her sweet flesh again.
Octaves
- "Tax Break"
What would once land any dance within an instant in detention is now deplorably defended if the child's showing signs of a disorder - a deficiency in attention. Your attention, please! I'd like to point out nearly pornographic imagery plastered on the walls in your town's local department store, just two aisles from the kitchenry. Red flags are flying all around the castle - either the guards are colorblind, or their troubles are far too large to tackle.
Pig Destroyer
- "Natasha"
I am standing in that same spot today, where my angel's empty shell last laid, and as my tears begin to well up once more, I see a path into the treeline that I'd never seen before. I'd followed it down into a ravine, found a hole in the earth framed in the roots of a birch tree. Subtle echoes of her voice speaking words I've never heard, but the way she hissed her s's - I knew it had to be her.
Octaves
- "Tax Break"
Don't get me wrong, I encourage all of you to have a good time, but if you insist on having a ball, consider safety! Necessity, she says to me, has mothered all invention. So why, with all we're lacking, are there far too few to mention? A downward spike in the work ethic, despite their parents' best intentions. Good faith only goes so far when what you lack is good affection. What would once land any dance within an instant in detention is now deplorably defended.
Delta Sleep
- "Lake Sprinkle Sprankle"
So, from this moment on, he started drifting, and dreamed of colours that he'd never seen before, and all the types of fruit he'd ever tasted. The air was warm; the sky was clear of water; beyond the lake were trees far as the eye could see. This was the place we used to swim together. Those things up on your chest look mighty comfy - I may just lay my head and wait for morning sunbeams. Morning - the wait is over, so in we go to find a home.
Delta Sleep
- "Lake Sprinkle Sprankle"
The light up on the desk still burning bright - the way I'm dressed suggests I left it on all night. I'd probably done the same the night or three before. Another crowded thought for clouded minds of broken promises I'd made a million times, on how to let go, breathe, and do more exercise. It's getting colder as the days merge into one - I best just lay my head and pray for morning sun.
Delta Sleep
- "Lake Sprinkle Sprankle"
Lately, I've listed the reasons why I can't move on, and why I sleep in the house that we lived in for over three years now, staring at paintings, recounting the places we'd been together. I tried to escape but I can't seem to shake all these pictures of us.
Anonymous
So ur with ur honey and yur making out wen the phone rigns. U anser it n the vioce is "wut r u doing wit my daughter?" U tell ur girl n she say "my dad is ded." THEN WHO WAS PHONE?
Delta Sleep
- "Dotwork"
Wait - I'll follow, but first, I need the time to go find a place we see the sunset and more than just three stars. I know you're down with that. There must be more to life than concrete walls, with endless corridors. So push aside your biggest regrets to learn your mother tongue. We've still got time for that. There must be more to life than concrete walls.
Delta Sleep
- "Dotwork"
At times, you realise this wasn't how you wrote your life in classroom exposes. And looking at the sky should alleviate the worst in us, not keep it trapped inside. Pack your things and leave. Head for the border; whatever is outside The City. Please tell me these buildings don't go on forever. It's for sure, whatever existence is out there can't be any worse than this one already is.
Delta Sleep
- "Dotwork"
Wide awake in bed at 4:16am, trying to grab a hold of thoughts around her head. Constant existential questions have been keeping her from living free. Living through a screen for most part of the day. The City holds her dreams in all too many ways. Wondering what's beyond The City's endless limits. No one knows. Rumour has it no one's ever been.
Invalids
- "Idle Promise"
Once in a while, I find myself floating. If you just stay still, you won't notice the current pulling. Drift, an undulant form, further than seagulls will go. Left the phone beside the bed. I left the key on the desk. Whatever else I may have left, I can come and take the rest. Slow the current goes. Don't wait up til I get home. Tow and tethered flow. I'll be right outside the door. Don't forget your classes start. Don't forget to study hard. Hope you do your best, I do. Sorry I can't be there.
Basophil
- 'Cells at Work!' S1E4 - "Food Poisoning"
The root of our current evil has been cast into the conflagration. Fate has passed judgment and extended our respite from the cruel and patient curse of inevitability. Who would have thought a hole torn open by an invading force would allow a beam of hopeful light to stream down upon us? A twist of irony - this fate weselves must bear.
Basophil
- 'Cells at Work!' S1E4 - "Food Poisoning"
Bear witness - his tremendous will has led this sorrowful warrior to sacrifice himself. We must erase this foul influence from our world - silence it beneath the raging tide of the bloody requiem. Should the tempestuous, acidic waves flood over and spiral into a dark maelstrom, a raging torrent of hellfire will force open the forbidden door. All sanity and order will be drained from this world.
Basophil
- 'Cells at Work!' S1E4 - "Food Poisoning"
Can you hear it? This mournful melody. The wheels of fortune are already grinding, crushing what falls beneath. Can this symphony of cataclysm be cut short before it crescendos? Tell me - oh, sorrowful warriors - can you carry the crushing burden of peace? The violent hands of a savage creature have reshaped our paradise, turning it to anarchy and desperate chaos. The only way to conclude this tragedy is to request your assistance.
Dragbody
- "Baton Rouge"
Instead of celebrating the beauty of your soul, we listened to a jackal whose intent was to atone. A deity whose vanity overshadowed your honesty. A lifetime of joy overlooked in order to appease. That time for our last goodbyes was poisoned with the jackal's groveling to his lord of mercy and compassion - the same god that watched you agonize your short life away. On the day that we parted, a beast gave the testimony. There is a fallacy in this testimony.
Dragbody
- "Baton Rouge"
And as if it were that easy to sum up a lifetime of experience; the rich texture, complex and pure. You presented yourself in a way which can only be described as astonishing. And now I dream I can see through your eyes of strength. Your courage flowed with grace and elegance. Your spirit undying, trying hard not to show the agony you nobly endured. On the day that we parted, anger filled my sullen heart.
